Mahatma vs Visable Profeit

trap. · 01-25-2013, 04:23 PM

02-12-2003

Mahatma

Profeit's bin jacked, so Hat's stoppin' this match
n boot tah bits ya cruxifix just fah crossin' mah path!
its hot in that ash, I massacre maths, an' add up
every rabid rabbits foot that lead up to ya bad luck
I write sharp like knifes, grab hooks n start tah fight
n fill unfriendly patients with radiation tah half ya life
VP's marked tah die, wether it's my bark, or bite
I flow so much better - even my sharks ah tides
durin' dark of night I harmonised my style, this key shit..
so want a custom av n you'll need new retinas tah see it
I bleed spit - my veins contain the remains of slain sluts
n this service isn't one instant of the illest mah brain does
he's not famous, I remembered Visable cause he's typical
of a wack cat, n he'd be wacked if only I could grip his skull
I've dissed the full content of this contenant n concerd it
no joke, I can leave any bitches in stiches if ya want tah rip
these feats ah tonsil trips, expanses of land mass in splashes
so fantastic Profeits plasterd to the blackest atoms of the atlas
Mahatma's mastered slapping, stabbing and attacking savage
beat you easily last time, this was taking the piss.. n thats it.

_________________

Visable Profeit

been a while since we meet vicious styles and you still jock
go get a life kid, you been on the board longer than Tony Hawk
stability rocked, ability in shock, not a crack pot but a crock
when it comes to projected disses, Mahatma all ears like Spock
claiming we twins, but in the end our writes just don't compare
i've never seen a nerd take so much pride in a site not theirs
witness the execution, faces of death caress written polution
flashes of brilliance lead to seizures from a visual revolution
caught up in Dragnet, stagnant voters realise it ain't Al-eyes
tell Mahatma i'm hotta, takin' ya cheap shots like foul lines
throwin' punches that ain't being heard like music that's muted
can't count the losses, really who here hasn't whooped you kid
an mc you ain't, once im done your vital sings become faint
kick the bucket, you past ya prime like a second coat of paint
words out order, Mahatma got more issues than a civic ordinance
oxycute this slime til there no chance of break out performance
we've gone more rounds than banana clips, can you manage it?
as i remember it, last time we met your ass got handed quick
objet of projection, your verse atleast worth the last laugh
cause your a waste of time like Jeb Bush's daughter in rehab

01-25-2013, 04:23 PM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	Mahatma vs Visable Profeit 02-12-2003 Mahatma Profeit's bin jacked, so Hat's stoppin' this match n boot tah bits ya cruxifix just fah crossin' mah path! its hot in that ash, I massacre maths, an' add up every rabid rabbits foot that lead up to ya bad luck I write sharp like knifes, grab hooks n start tah fight n fill unfriendly patients with radiation tah half ya life VP's marked tah die, wether it's my bark, or bite I flow so much better - even my sharks ah tides durin' dark of night I harmonised my style, this key shit.. so want a custom av n you'll need new retinas tah see it I bleed spit - my veins contain the remains of slain sluts n this service isn't one instant of the illest mah brain does he's not famous, I remembered Visable cause he's typical of a wack cat, n he'd be wacked if only I could grip his skull I've dissed the full content of this contenant n concerd it no joke, I can leave any bitches in stiches if ya want tah rip these feats ah tonsil trips, expanses of land mass in splashes so fantastic Profeits plasterd to the blackest atoms of the atlas Mahatma's mastered slapping, stabbing and attacking savage beat you easily last time, this was taking the piss.. n thats it. _________________ Visable Profeit been a while since we meet vicious styles and you still jock go get a life kid, you been on the board longer than Tony Hawk stability rocked, ability in shock, not a crack pot but a crock when it comes to projected disses, Mahatma all ears like Spock claiming we twins, but in the end our writes just don't compare i've never seen a nerd take so much pride in a site not theirs witness the execution, faces of death caress written polution flashes of brilliance lead to seizures from a visual revolution caught up in Dragnet, stagnant voters realise it ain't Al-eyes tell Mahatma i'm hotta, takin' ya cheap shots like foul lines throwin' punches that ain't being heard like music that's muted can't count the losses, really who here hasn't whooped you kid an mc you ain't, once im done your vital sings become faint kick the bucket, you past ya prime like a second coat of paint words out order, Mahatma got more issues than a civic ordinance oxycute this slime til there no chance of break out performance we've gone more rounds than banana clips, can you manage it? as i remember it, last time we met your ass got handed quick objet of projection, your verse atleast worth the last laugh cause your a waste of time like Jeb Bush's daughter in rehab